here i stood
solitary in the rain
absence of you
reflected in a
blank mirror
my hands tremble
my grief unleashed
heart sore
from screaming
your name
take a picture
of my agony
and hold it in your mind
see me seeing you
with tears streaming
down my heart
blank messages
on your screen.
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Powerful use of words and imagery... you have vividly created a 'picture of agony.' Well done, Lissa! Brian